Streets Keep Calling

I major in the art of unstoppable powers
Spoken word form, lyrical shots to kill cowards
We're the chosen, elite emcees
That come together through the gift of speech to reach the souls of the weak
Deep, like the depths of the Grand Canyon
My thoughts start dancing to the rhythm and romancing the track
I get close enough to love it, clutch tight
Then I stab it in the back
Cuz I'm murdering mics with ice picks
My styles' sick when I slice it
Like a hitman from behind
Dropping bodies on some silent night shit
Say goodnight bitch
You can't bite these lyrics I'm blazing
I'm all up in your face, irritating like a thorn in your side
I keep pushing on so with the mic I ignite and shine light inside
To come alive just to breathe again

The streets keep calling, temptation in my face
But every turn I make leaves me trapped in a cage
Like dark alley ways or being lost in a maze
I'm running in circles like a rat in a race
Trying to find the cheese
But only finding police that want to lock me up
Decisions leave me stuck
My choices, bad luck, I put myself up in a rut
But I'm not going back no more

Creeping up out the cut, looking fresh, feeling good
Haters want to salt my game but they end up getting shook
Which brings me to the topic something serious and real
I look around and all I see is something wicked and I feel
Like I'm surrounded, suckers by the thousands
I seek my shelter going underground, and I
I keep spitting game, the knowledge for your brain
But when I'm on stage people look at me insane
If you ain't come to party, get the hell out my face
I don't mean to be rude, but I'm tired of all these fake
Sucker emcees, its time, to revolutionize
So the ones that ain't with it need to back on up
Cuz you know that I'm coming with these rhymes that bust
Holes in your body, while the girls are acting naughty from the clubs to the afterparty
Yeah I hear 'em calling but this song ain't for yall

The streets keep calling, temptation in my face
But every turn I make leaves me trapped in a cage
Like dark alley ways or being lost in a maze
I'm running in circles like a rat in a race
Trying to find the cheese
But only finding police that want to lock me up
Decisions leave me stuck
My choices, bad luck, I put myself up in a rut
But I'm not going back no more

The streets keep calling (Streets keep calling), temptation in my face
But every turn I make leaves me trapped in a cage (Trapped in a cage)
Like dark alley ways or being lost in a maze
I'm running in circles like a rat in a race (Lost in a maze)
Trying to find the cheese
But only finding police that want to lock me up (Rat in a race)
Decisions leave me stuck
My choices, bad luck (Trying to find the cheese) I put myself up in a rut
But I'm not going back no more